05-30-2012, 06:45 AM
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| Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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Zara H. Bunbury-Foster
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Willy, admittedly, had a hard time also not laughing his bum off at some of these students' "dragon calls." What he SHOULD have said earlier was that the best way to call a dragon was to simply whistle and/or use its name, but even then there was no REAL, OFFICIAL way to call a dragon. They're wild animals, people, not pets. Except for his. Roro was clearly the exception.
What he said instead sounded suspiciously like a long series of chuckles and snorts.
SPOILER!!: MY BABY! Quote:
Originally Posted by Roro the Dragon!  Roro the baby four foot dragon was laying about in his stall, secretly laughing a dragon laugh to himself. The louder the people outside the barn became, the less likely he was to actually wander out there and see them. Dragons, as wild creatures, could not and would not 'come when called.' They were not simple-minded crups, after all.
So in his stall Roro stayed, closing his lazy dragon eyes... lazily.
Just as he was drifting off into a little dragon nap, the smell of something nommy caught the attention of his little dragon nostrils, and he just had to poke his nose out of his stall.
FOOD! Food food food food foodstuffs! "Eorrrrk?" Roro called out softly, thumping his tail a bit. Was it REAL FOOD SMELLS or was it just his overactive imagynation? "EEE....ee.....eork?" He shuffled out of his stall and stretched his scaly neck out toward the studentsies and foodsies.
OH FOODSIES. Roro recognized those buckets! He thumped his tail harder and waddled toward them, gaining speed the closer he got to the buckets. He spied the students a moment too late, however, and put on the brakes, skidding to an abrupt, wide-eyed, sideways halt about six inches away from the nearest hay bale.
PEOPLE. Gosh. Lots of little people.
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...until lil Roro came out to play, that was. "Rorooooo!" he cooed, clapping his gloved hands together to distract the baby from his captive audience. Poor fella was just stunned to see that many people all together at once. STUNNED.
"Roro!" Willy scooted out in front of the dragon to serve as a barrier between it and, say, the Gryffindor boy in the front row. "Roro, go eat your food now, buddy! Go eat! You know you like it!" Willy subtly withdrew his wand into his hand and flicked it at the buckets, causing them to scrape along the barn floor with an obnoxious, loud sound. "Go get 'em boy! Go on!"
The dragon would surely be distracted by the noise from the buckets... and even if not, he looked too scared to snap at anyone anyway. Awww. Poor baby.
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